Buried Treasure


Yesterday, my wife helped me clean my office. And it wasn’t just the surfaces that got attention. She went deep into the bowels of the book shelves and filing cabinets. It wasn’t pretty. In the process, she uncovered a folder full of old poems that I had feared were lost forever. I laughed when I looked at the typewritten pages, now disocolored by time.

The poems will make their way to the web soon .


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